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*she walked out of the room and continued looking for the throne room* ¨hmmmm...where could it be?¨ *looking around she saw a set of doors* ¨maybe that is it¨

Faize walks in and looks at Carmen."Now i see why there are courtiers right outside the castle"Faize draws a practice blade made of true steel and holds it out to her."A test of strength first"

*she runs to the doors hoping that it is the throne room* ¨Please..Please...¨

The wind steadily blew against Two Bit's face, his icy snow hair flowed with the wind as each gust of wind blew through it. He let out a sigh, growing restless of the Carriage ride. Coming from distant lands to spread his name in good will and make some gold whilst out in this country. Two Bit had a light brown skin tone, so he may look to be a foreigner to some, none the less he was nobility in his home. Approaching what looked to be the main city of Ash, Two Bit began to grin, he was coming closer to his destination, however he felt he was growing farther away from his homelands. 'Oh well... Profits will seek me in these new lands, and I shall create myself a name.'

Two Bit's intentions were to speak with the Queen in a private or public audience, just so that he may have his name known to the government, as well as permission to begin his business in Ash. The Young man tied his hair back with a gold and red ribbon, putting on his rings and other jewelry, he wanted to dress to impress...

Carmen looked at him then to the blade and shook her head simply “I do not behave in such violence” she shrugged turning back to her stichings. Her gaze lowered seeing the small design of a caged bird embroiled into the satin she looked back up with her head slightly tilted. “ such brutish things my suit my father and my brothers, but I am my mother’s daughter”

Faize sighs and lowers his voice so it will not carry beyond the walls of the room"its not to teach you violence but to protect yourself"Faize shows his own blade."when i swore to fight as a Warrior Mage, I made a vow to my own self: Fight for true good. Defend against evil. I hate your father's ways, but is was either this or death."Faize looks out the window"Out there, There are rebels. Sooner or later they will gain a footing in their rebellion and when they do i'd rather not see you killed because of your father"Faize looks at Carmen "I'm not asking you to become cruel or corrupt. I only wish you to be able to defend yourself"

Carmen rubbed her temple for a moment before setting down the her sewing. Standing from the window sill she walked over picking up the training blade holding it. Her movements were as gentle as her features the only sound was the slightest click of her shoes. She tilted her head to gaze up though her expression was more saddened at the thought of raising a blade to anyone her eyes were almost piercing.

"I don't blame them"

Faize watches Carmen."i know how you feel. I don't take lives lightly. Every life i took has haunted me from the moment the blade cut into their skin."Faize looks at his hand."i only do it to protect others and myself so i can continue to protect."Faize looks back at Carmen.

Calvin stared through his large, glass windows back at the kingdom with a tired stare. It was still cloudy, as he gazed upon the kingdom his father ruled.

"Where are those insolent fools hiding..?" the prince muttered.

He continued to stare into blankness, before a loud series of knocks pounded on his door. When the knocking ended, the prince folded his arms against his back, as Calvin sighed.

"Cal? May I enter?" asked a feminine voice through the door.

Prince Calvin gritted his teeth for a moment at the mention of his nickname, before heaving another sigh.

"You may enter, Mieadov."

The prince stood motionless in his position, as the door creaked open. The sound of clomping footsteps set a rhythm to Calvin's ears, as the door shut closed. After a few long heartbeats, the footsteps stopped, and awaited his words. Calvin only continued to look through his large, glass windows, while struggling rays of sunlight shone on his face.

"Status report, Mieadov," Prince Calvin barked.

The guard looked at him confidently, before responding.

"We still haven't be able to escort the three you were searching for, Cal."

Again with the nickname. Cal.

Once the prince took process of what the guard said, however, Calvin jolted back toward the guard. His eyes were now lit with boiling fury, while the rest of the prince maintained its calm manner. "My apologies, Mieadov," Calvin said through gritted teeth, "But, may you repeat that?"

The guard gave him a defiant gaze, as those same words escaped from her lips.

"We still haven't be able to escort the three you were searching for, Cal."

Calvin gave a growl. "First off, Mieadov," he began, "You are in no position to be able to deem me as 'Cal.' And second, how could you let them have a larger opportunity to escape?!" The guard only gave a response of silence, as Calvin stared at where the guard's eyes were from beneath the helmet.

"Speak."

The guard seemed unfazed at the tone the prince spoke with, as she spoke once more. "Well, Cal," she said, "Why do you want to look for them?"

The prince huffed. "You know what, I don't have time for your questions!" Calvin exclaimed. "Just leave."

The guard gave a nod, before silently slipping out of Calvin's room, and returning back to a patrol.

*she walked to the doors of the throne room* ¨...¨ *she thought to herself: I can´t do this!* ¨...¨ *she walked away from the doors of the throne room and down the halls* ¨Jinx! what are you doing...You made it so far!¨ *she talked to herself while she blankly walked*


¨Still..That prince believed my story...¨ *she stopped when she saw the guard and ran into a room* ¨phew...they didn't see me¨ *sitting in the empty room she thought until she fell asleep on accident*

Carmen sighed as she stood mimicking a stance she often seen her father and brothers doing. She raised the blade looking almost fiercely for a moment as she stepped and with a swing of her wrist demonstrated a clean swing. "It's not that I don't know how, it's that I choose not to"

Johanna continued on her daily patrol through the large castle, checking through each and every inch of the area. It was rather dull, as the guard had missed being able to feel the sense of adventure that once excited her life.

"You are in no position to be able to deem me as 'Cal.'"

The guard gave a sigh of disappointment at the thought of the prince's words.

Turning around the corner, Johanna could hear the quiet murmurs of a guard and a maid gossiping. Rather curious and suspicious, the guard glanced around the corner, and eavesdropped.

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(Underlined is the guard, bold is the maid)

"Has one of the princes been having a nightmare again?"

"Yes, actually. I've been checking every night, and it seems as though I hear him screaming."

"Why, isn't that unfortunate?"

"I suppose so. But, I don't feel so bad. He's just like his father and brothers."

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Johanna's face turned hot, as the guard turned back from the gossiping people. She'd heave a sigh, as the guard gave her salutations to fellow guards she wandered past. The young guard kept her focus, as Johanna resumed her notion of patrol.

"He's just like his father and brothers."

*She walked out of the room and down the halls* ¨...¨

Faize watches Carmen."Don't copy a stance, Make your own"

Carmen raised her brow with a slightly glazed over look in her eye, She shifted her weight a bit looking down at the sword. A slight smirk stretched across her face she kicked her heels off an to the side. Twirling the practice blade in her hand tossing it in the air to cause distraction. She slid over to herd bookshelf triggering the passageway door of it slipping through and taking off with a sprint down the hall. She held her skirt tight in her hand as she slid in her stocking feet fleeing with great speed. Fighting was never her interest but she was always quick at escapes, and knew the castle grounds better then her own father. Having been kept a shut in had its advantages she over time learned every one of the secret passageways and its doors.

Faize sighs."That doesn't work with me."Faize follows Carmen easily."You are quick on your feet, I'll admit that"

Carmen looked back with the slightest of grins that deepened the dimples in her cheeks. She chuckled softly "I also have the castle blue print memorized, Including parts the old man doesnt know" she chimed. Her hand extended tapping on a wall looking as if she disappeared into it reappearing behind him. She smiled softly leaning against the wall "there are ways of protecting ones self with out having to harm another, my father and brothers may relish the idea of conquering the world, not I" She trailed her hand along the wall stepping closer "and if you truely believe the king hired you simply to have me defend myself you are a fool, his intentions was to turn me to some cruel monster" She stood in close proximity looking up with her arms crossed. Turning her head up to meet his gaze "as the only daughter I was the families shame to begin with, my lack of bloodlust only made things worse"

Two Bit had gotten him lost as he wandered throughout the vast city streets, however during his adventures through the marketplaces and vendors he managed to figure where the profits were to be made, and where his skills could be best put to use.

"Excuse me mam, where is the Castle from here?" Speaking to an elderly woman that was walking near him, she merely pointed towards the large stone buildings within the center of the city. Two Bit nodded his head politely and came towards the castle, coming towards the door he gave a large gleeful grin to the royal guard in front of the door.

"I wish for an audience with the Queen? I am from foreign lands and wish to let her know of my presence." Two Bit flaunted his royal insignia on his cloak towards the guards to show that he did posses some official power, but the way he carried himself may have shown them. However they stood idle, one of the two guards entered the Castle and wandered through the halls towards the Queen's throne room if she had been present in the room, if not the guard would search on until he had found her.

"A foreigner has approached the Castle Mam, should he be allowed to enter?"

Deep within the mountain palace, lay a grand hall, where the Kings of yore had once held court. There had been a time when that place knew splendour and warmth, but those days were no more; shadow had taken root, bleeding into the stone and lurking between the long pillars that lined the room. Ghosts dwelt in the rafters and icy winds blew in through the tattered brickwork, tormenting the tapestries that hung limp and forgotten upon the wall. It was a place of dead heroes and pervasive darkness; a darkness that spilled outwards from the throne and the dire soul that occupied it.

King Magnus Ashdown, second of his name, Scourge of the Northern Realms: a grand title for someone so ruined.

Though he still remained physically strong, it was easy to see that Magnus had aged more quickly than he ought to. So quickly in fact, that there were rumours he'd been involved with black magic and that somehow those malevolent powers had eaten away at his life force. Whatever the truth really was, the King's rapid decline had forced him to consider his lasting legacy and the future of his bloodline.

He turned to his Steward, a thin, sharp nosed man lingering beside the throne.

"Tell me, Caspar: what word is there on my daughter's training? Has our new 'friend' settled into his role, yet?"

"I believe so, Lord... but once again, I urge you to reconsider the use of such people. I, myself or possibly one of your Generals would make a far better-"

"Silence. I will not hear dissidence in my court. Observe them as you must and keep me abreast of their relationship. I will reconsider the arrangement only if I'm given reason to do so. Now go - and summon General Vendrick, I have a war to manage."

*she ran passed the guards just wanting to get out of there* ¨must return home...¨ *he tail and ears were clearly visible but she didn't notice* ¨...everyone is look at me weirdly...¨ *she noticed her tail and ears were out and hid them quickly and kept running*